the said girl most pain from deliberate comely lips
and there was almostsummer light minutely sprawled
in precisely slats of dark then undark (a how many
i can't recall, but) in just under wear(covers) she
two legs skinnyawkward eyes than greener forests
effused some small wetness

                                                         some little fragile
                                                         some frail shining
                                                         (and my coat scratched
                                                          my neck
                                                          was wool
                                                          and                                  )

                                                          whipped at my thigh
                                                          through suddenly door
                                                          swung shut escaping
                                                          almost its white vice

i've some power fingers terribly monstrous
knuckle deep in

hair too,thickhair

in bunched fist

strung tighter

pulling
pullling tighter(and from where parts

monsters powerfully

                                        

                                          )


wait instantly unsleeping
at a little slick with spit
lips between lips barely
teeth press and press and

monsters (unsleeping instantly)



                  ReleaseD

it imagines all come new rise
girlsun precious absolute
just brightly ****** your hips
full and glowing intensely
they shall knees aching scraped
tumble wider infinitely than
echoing will from them by
knocking escape briefly sighs
that mingle in lace and velvet
wreathed in body young ready
wanting for destroyer creeping
to uncreep quicker into naked
blissful immediate rare ***

slips from nothing hugely poem of
light creating light by leggy moon
over whole earth palely tousled in
maimed and drizzled in silver curving
a point is risen amongst (man) and time
earth away sprawl echoes of finite
sleep.but though it moon over(in
a little naked comely heap of pert
and blazing tinder calmly foisted
between sabled ******* of aching
stupid darkness)burns how and fiercely
eloquent

o moon though small and nothing hugely
poem shall i (man) a poem slip by mortal
wiggling fumbles; and O moon!quiet sleeping
curves away silverly(into pimpled quavering
neatness)i muscle leanly dispute the soil
and up to you gallop sloppy gallons of kiss
(for you are most pleasant.UR round and fit
nearly in my lips (who shall pluck you from
between ******* and fill me burning
                                                                        )Lust

there was how shall i say green the city consumed the meek and tender brilliant
all rose in slenderest gardening blossoms root 'pon root in earth univocal (it's
shoulders, feel fresh, smoothly revolt into unchaste Autumn)


                                                                      whose lipless grotesque

                                                                      smiling parts

                                                                      between all

                                                                      ivory leans

                                                                      October

                                                                      her
                                                                     smell
                                                                    is wet
                                                                   curious
                                                                  Cinnamon
                                                                 chamomile
                                                                  citrus tingles
                                                                 against
                                                                the wide
                                                               plate of unhairing
                                                                  FALL(s
                                                              from a broad leaf
                                                              russet tranquil
                                                             blue
                                                        ,        flat and cool        ,
                                                                peels with tenderest
                                                     coming


                                                                         eve


                                                               flickers




                                                                                                big




                                                                   with



                                                                                      frailing




                                                                             sun


                                                                       collapses

                                                                         intooneenormity:

                                                                         ORAnge

pretty, i like you

but more ugly

i like even

                  ;bruise

nice easy, pretty

eyes ringed darkly
and thick

(but like you hurt
    )throat pressed
    
      sigh and gurgle

maybe i'll, do you
want me to?do you

want red cheeks
aching quivers
('cause (Baby)
there's nothing)

i wouldn't do(2)4YOU

frail, are you so
pale neat and
thin

          wrists

curled wrists

with unsudden
invincible lust
crawls up each

                                                          

                                                    and




soft feels aquiver
stomach struck
by split folding

    (tonguelips)

into folding split

pink as nothing